The Cafe Near By

The Cafe Near By

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture2 h 16 min
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., avr. 28, 2022
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Fiction
Romance
This is the story of a man who walks near by this one cafe everyday, until something (or someone) changes his boring view of life and makes him see it differently. This is also a story of a girl who works at the cafe struggling to become the so want to be independent woman, but never gives up her smile! Author comment: This will be a story with two different points of view - the Female Character(FC) and the Male Character(MC). This book will contain mature themes and strong language. Also, there might be some flaws in the grammar of this book since English is not my first language. Thank you. Enjoy!
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At nineteen, all she knows is chaos-broken nights, heavy thoughts, and the feeling of being lost in a world that demands too much. Love was never something she believed she deserved... until she met her. She's twenty-four, steady where the younger girl is restless, and gentle where the world has been cruel. What starts as a spark of comfort turns into something undeniable-something neither of them expected, but both of them need. Between late-night talks, stolen glances, and the quiet safety of a touch that feels like home, they find themselves crossing lines that once felt impossible. But with years, fears, and the weight of judgment standing in their way, they'll have to fight not just for each other, but for the right to love at all. Sometimes home isn't a place. Sometimes it's the hands that finally hold you without letting go.

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